Great. I tend to have that effect on people, I can count the amount of people on one hand who actually understand what I’m talking about (most of th... time), including my best friend Shari…. and the mad old lady next door who has arguments with her shoes, but I don’t want to talk about that. Still don’t know what I’m talking about? Heres the start of the story…. I was skiving P.E last Thursday with Shari (it was last period and too hot to do ANYTHING, let alone run about in a manky PE kit in. I asked her to sit on my lap so that I could make love to her. We kissed each other My hand was exploring her thigh and pushy. My fingers felt her wet cunt crying for fuck. About this time the baby uttered in sleep, “where are you Mommy, I’m afraid of being alone here.”No, my love, I’m very well with you and she stood and tried to fondle her daughter. Something clicked to me and I asked her to climb on the upper berth so that she could hug the baby to be in slumber comfortably. I helped her. I find the work almost therapeutic. I said so in conversation."Yeah, but while you're stretching wires, there's other stuff you should be doing," Cindy said. I watched Nikki's head bob in assent. "We should do this because we need to learn."Jason walked over and looked at us. "Yes, please learn. You'd be surprised at how much equipment is designed with no thought given to how it has to be built, or worse, serviced in the future." Yeah," I said. "I haven't seen a good historical citation for it,. Tu mere sath hi karega?Me : ye mehnat to sirf ek ladka or ek ladki karte hai. Bhai behan ka koi lena dena nahi.Anjali : (naughty smile)bacho ke liye nahi hoti itni mehnat ka kaam.Isi tarah bahut der tak me use baato baato me seduce karta raha or phir kitchen me ja kar use kiss kiya. Usne kuch nahi bola to me use kitchen ke platform me betha kar lip kiss karta raha or ek hath se chut sehla rha tha or dusre se uski shirt ke button khol diya or boobs azad kar diya.Ab me uske boobs chus raha tha or.